Who the fuck turned off the air conditioner?
Right now, we are sweating all over our bodies after competing who kisses better. Tine's body began to tremble after a moment of suffocation. He tried to break out of our kiss but I did not let him do that so I quickly pulled his white face to be in charge of the game myself.
I have a good heart for the little buffalo to play. But this is my time to play and have fun. I can't do it right away because of exhaustion but I want to pour all the energy that's left in my body. I put my tongue inside the moist mouth of the person in front of me. Tine is moaning.
I pushed this slender body into the bed. After that, I saw his swollen red lips. I don't know what other people will say about it but for me, that lips made my eyes spark. It made me turn-on so bad.
You are dead today, Sarawat. Today, you will die on your wife's chest.
"I can't hold it any longer." I spoke to the person in a steady tone of voice, raising my hand to rub his cheek to encourage him. Tine immediately shed tears. "Huuuuu." Damn. Go on, just cry.
"I won't stop even when you are in pain."
"Huhhh?" Tears fell down his eyes again. I just told him what I really feel right now so he can be prepared. My friends and even P'Dim said that it is hard to continue if I stopped. That is the reason why I have to put all my heart and soul into this. "Shh. Hush. Calm down. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"I... I am afraid of the pain. Maybe we can do this some other day. I need more preparation." Is that so? Then why did you spend an hour in the bathroom?
I am well convinced that Tine was prepared for what will happen both physically and mentally. But after kissing for a while, he became shy that he wanted to withdraw. My thoughts are now separated into two streams: One says to lick him until he faint and then do it, the other one says... do it and then lick him afterwards. I hesitated for a bit but my mind says to follow the latter. My lover is lying in bed
like that. If I did not do it, I am stupid.
Thinking about it, I quickly removed a small part of the white robe covering his body. It reveals his white shoulders which made my mind crazy.
His thing down below is already hardened, in contrast of his crying and begging to not do it. But for me; the more he cries and pleads, the more charming he looks. The more charming he looks, the more I want to torture him.
In addition, his skin is so white. I don't know how to explain it but he is so white that it even blinded my eyes.
"I don't want to do it. It's getting cold now."
"I will make you hot."
"Bastard! Sarawat, you really are.." Don't let him talk too much. I quickly pressed down a kiss, devouring his soft lips that made me weak. I released a soft moan then stripped off the robe entirely out of his body. He is so damn sexy.
His hand pounding against my chest made me want to eat him more. Well, I can say that I am a sadist. Therefore, the stronger the force, the more pleasure I get. "I will let you slap me hard. But in return, I will officially make you my wife."
I saw that in porn movies a few times. Also, my friends from the White Lion gang managed to conclude that when you got slapped on the face, they will return you a kiss as compensation. But this time, I don't want a kiss. I just changed the condition.
"Fuck off."
"Shhh. You love me."
"Hate."
"Umm."
